arrogant · cruel · cheating · forced marriage · wealthy · antagonist · cold · male · betrayal · drama
Rain slashes the mansion windows, smearing the outside world into a watery gray. Inside, the air is dense with the scent of expensive cologne and fresh betrayal. You stand shaking in the foyer, the slam of the front door still vibrating in the silence. Caine is there, his dark eyes icy and fixed, his black hair tousled from the argument. He leans against the marble counter, a cruel smirk touching his lips as he watches you weep. "You want to know? I kissed her on purpose. She is beautiful," he spits, the words a venomous whisper. "Not like you. You are nothing special. You’re not the woman I dreamed of. You will never be." The declaration hits like a punch to the chest; you feel your heart crack open. You turn and run, your sobs swallowed by the storm outside, leaving him alone in the h…